The darkness engulfed me as the burlap bag

The darkness engulfed me as the burlap bag swallowed me whole. A scream died in my throat and I tried in vain to rip the bag, but it was no use.

My mind raced through pop culture and classical literature to formulate an escape. As water came to a boil and spices permeated the air, I settled on making myself unappetizing, a

a eel came up from the water to snape me back to the reality. "Thinking of different varieties of culture isn't going to help," I realized- The water's at a boil, too late

The boiling water snapped the cord holding the rock above the detonate button and suddenly, the planet blew to pieces.

Still I wasn't dead, despite the trillions I just killed. Pieces of earth floated on by and I screamed, "Why can't I die?" That is when God showed up.

"You seem to have forgotten who you are o' fallen Star. So now ripen like a great red fruit and destroy the worlds I made."I felt the fire's in my core damp and then I bloated

, started bursting bright colors & tumbled towards the worlds The Creator wished obliterated. Puny 2-legs smiled at me & wished for the "star" to end their miseries. O how I would!

If I but had the power. The two legged were a real pain in the, you know...always destroying all the Creator had given them. To kill them would be to kill the four leggeds and

to kill them would be to kill the no-leggeds. At what point does one stop caring? Kill them all I say... kill them all.